She yells, "if you were homeless
Sure as hell you'd be drunk
Or high or trying to get there

Or begging for junk
When people don't want you
They just throw you money for beer."


Her name was November
She went by Autumn or Fall

It was seven long years
Since the Autumn when all
Of her nightmares grew fingers

And all of her dreams grew a tear

She's somebody's baby

Somebody's baby girl
She's somebody's baby
Somebody's baby girl

And she's somebody's baby still

She screams, "Well if you've never

Gone at it alone, well then go ahead
You better throw the first stone
You got one lonely stoner

Waiting to bring to her knees"

She dreams about heaven

Remembering hell
As a nightmare she visits
And knows all too well

Every now and again
When she's sober she brushes her teeth


She's somebody's baby...

Today was her birthday

Strangely enough
When the cops found her body
At the foot of the bluff

The annonymous caller this morning
Tipped off the police


They got her I.D
From her dental remains
The same fillings intact

The same nicotine stains
The birth and the death were both over
With no one to grieve


She's somebody's baby